“I remember when I at last felt his physical strength returning, as he grabbed me and we struggled.
I hadn’t felt him in his body, nor his true presence there for years.
Never having done so before, I hit him firm in his side and against his chest with the flat of my hands, at last sobbing out loud wildly, ” Wake up! Wake UP! WAKE UP!”
And looking into his eyes, I only saw confusion as they were at last coming clear.
Later, I realizsd that he must have been masking himself – hiding from me for all of that time – as if my love had somehow been a threat to his very existence.”
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